Or he’d take me back to his house where it was safer. Nothing dodgy. He was always kind, never touched me or anything like that. He treated me nice....When I was about 15 I moved into his house and my mother almost had a party. No more problems ... She died of an overdose a few years ago now. I don’t miss her. But Danny ... Danny looked after me. He was everything a daddy should be, but I knew he wasn’t my daddy ... And when I was old enough I wanted to treat him as nicely as he treated me. On my. And in each of the twelve cases to date the girl had ultimately responded in a manner that seemed to indicate that she was gaining as much pleasure as her two assailants.Kas was quite methodical about his so-called seductions. As already noted, he was selective. He chose the timid ones, girls who were unsure of themselves and inherently submissive. Cathy certainly fitted the profile and, unlike most of the students he'd chosen, she was a real beauty. He began the process with a confidential. That’s when Rachel came over and asked the guy why was he talking to her girlfriend, meaning me. I remember thinking, 'What the fuck!'He said, “Your girlfriend? No way! If she is, prove it and kiss her.” And she did.While kissing, I grabbed her ass and wished she really was my girlfriend. She grabbed my ass back and started rubbing my tummy. Then we walked back over to the fire holding hands and spent an hour talking and kissing. After a while, she asked me if we could leave and go back to my. " I thought baseball was over after this weekend." Only if we lose, and I don't think we will. And if we win at state, then regionals in Idaho." Oh." Why?" I asked."Just wondering." Tami went back to the book she was reading.God, I was glad that she was a lousy liar. It seems to me it's time for some sleuthing, as the Hardy Boys would say.The game was on the line as I stepped up to the plate. Actually, we were up eleven runs, and had no outs. For a championship game, this was a yawn. We were.